Smooth As Silk by ruuruu-chan

Escorts

Smooth as Silk

By: Aurora Collins

Disclaimers: I do not own Inuyasha or any of the characters associated with it. I'm only borrowing the characters to amuse myself and hopefully others. ^__^

Ch. 1 Escorts

The keyboard ticked by meticulously as the fingers glided across the keys in precise strokes. The screen illuminated, casting a distinct glow in the room. Words filled the document until the ‘send’ button was finally pressed, ending yet another email. Kagome sat back in her computer chair and released a heavy sigh, knowing that she still had a lot of work ahead of her.

She was about to start on another email when the door to her office gave a resounding knock. “Come in,” Kagome said, distracted. The door opened and a few of her colleagues came tumbling through in a ruckus that disturbed her. Kagome looked up from her task and gave an inward groan. It was them again; Yume, Ama, and Rumiko. Her co-workers would always try and convince her to go out to the most outrageous places. She was not interested and preferred to complete her work. Kagome was looking forward to her bonus on her next paycheck.

“Kagome, what are you doing? Work is over,” Ama said insistently.

Yume nodded, “Yeah, it’s Friday!”

“We should go out and this time you’re going with us,” Rumiko finished the dreaded sentence.

Kagome didn’t want to have anything to do with their shenanigans. They were party girls who acted nice and demure in the office, but wild when they got out. It reminded her of high school in so many ways that it sickened her. Remembering her school days reminded her of Inuyasha and the adventures they shared. But, he made his choice and she made hers. Her thoughts could not continue as Yume pulled on her arm, “C’mon, get up already and let’s go!”

“B-But I have work to do,” Kagome tried to explain.

Rumiko laughed, “Just another excuse not to go out and have some fun.”

“Yeah, you’ve been with this company for three years and you have never gone out once. You’ll be an old maid by the time you know what fun is,” Ama interjected.

Yume nodded again, “In reality we’re doing you a huge favor. So just thank us and let’s go already. Don’t worry, we’ll pay.”

Kagome realized that this time she would not have a choice in the matter. Her computer was turned off for her and her jacket promptly picked up. Kagome barely had time to snatch her purse as she was rushed out of the office in a flurry of excitement. They rushed to the elevator that would take them from the 25th floor down to the bottom. When they got outside the crisp air burned her lungs and reminded her that fall was present.

The leaves have turned shades of brown, orange and yellow. They littered the ground and crunched under their high heels in a brisk continuous of their journey. A taxi was waved down within the busy city of Tokyo.

“Where are we going?” Kagome finally had the chance to ask.

Yume looked at her slyly, “It’s a surprise. You will find out once we get there.”

            Kagome’s stomach dropped at the promise of this secret. She did not enjoy this one bit as she was shoved into the cab. All four of them squeezed in the back seat like sardines. Kagome was stuck between Ama and Rumiko who now involved themselves with digging in their purses for make-up. Mirrors flipped out and the ritual of pasting on cosmetics began.

“Here Kagome, put this on,” Ama handed her the lip gloss.

“No, I’m good,” Kagome countered and tried to hand it back to her.

Rumiko gave Kagome a look of horror, “But you have to. We need to look our best. I’ll help you.”

Rumiko took her make-up kit and placed it on Kagome’s lap. She forced Kagome to look at her as she made the woman her canvas. Cover up was mashed on Kagome’s face along with mascara, eye shadow, eyeliner and the dreaded lip gloss. Rumiko forced the mirror in front of Kagome and smiled, “See? You look so beautiful.”

            Kagome delicately grabbed the mirror and examined herself. Rumiko was… right. Kagome blushed and gave the mirror back. A whispered thank you was given and she had to wonder why they had to look a certain part. The lights flashed by as they traveled down the busy road until they finally pulled into a street she did not recognize.

            Neon lights of pink, blue and green flashed as they got out. They were covered in rainbows of colors as they introduced themselves to the streets of downtown. Kagome felt at a loss when the cab drove off. She should have went back into that car and told the driver to step on it, making a hasty getaway. Kagome’s heart was beating rapidly, not sure what was going on. The building before them was two stories high and it looked like some type of club.

            Kagome could hear the reverberated bass of music leaking out from the building. There was a security guard standing at the double doors with a long line of customers waiting to get inside. He looked fierce with his broad shoulders, tall demeanor, bald head and sunglasses. His stern look told her that he meant business if anyone tried to get past him. Ama, Yume and Rumiko led Kagome right to the front, cutting in front of everyone.

“Don’t worry, we’re regulars and we have a V.I.P pass,” Yume told Kagome with a wink.

            The security guard received their identification cards and allowed them to pass with Kagome in tow as their ‘guest’. At the entrance their coats were taken for safekeeping so that they could have their fun. Kagome could barely hear anything as they passed the dance floor and even the bar. Where were they going? She thought they would at least have a drink before being forced to dance. Isn’t that what people did at clubs?

            Again their IDs were flashed to more security guards as they went further into the building and down foreboding stairs. They came to an elevator where they would go underground. Kagome did not like this one bit, but it was too late to go back to her office and work.

“Seriously guys, where are we going?” Kagome tried not to sound nervous, but she was.

Ama gave Kagome a stern look, “It’s hard to explain to someone who has never seen this side of life. Just stop worrying and go with the flow.”

“We promise it will be fun,” Rumiko reassured Kagome.

“Besides, we had to spend a lot of money to become members and to get you down here. Don’t be so ungrateful,” Yume finished.

Kagome kept her comments to herself as the secret became deeper and darker. Kagome knew she shouldn’t be scared because she had been through worse situations in the Feudal Era, but something just didn’t seem right. The aura in this place was unsettling to her.

Kagome could tell they were deep underground because it became cooler and more quiet compared to the rush upstairs. They got to a counter where the ‘guests’ could check in to this awkward establishment. Yume dug into her purse and got out a weird looking card with a chip in it. She handed it to the receptionist who scanned it and keyed in some information on his computer.

“Ladies, we have been waiting for you. Please go to room 107 on your left to seek the pleasures of your purchase,” he handed Yume a keycard for their designated room. The girls giggled with excitement and Kagome’s heart plummeted into her stomach. What did the receptionist mean by pleasure? Was this a karaoke place? She could only hope so for her own sake.

The room of 107 loomed in front of them. The door was made of a red cherry wood that had detailed carvings in it. Kagome recognized the kanji on the door as something that would be found on a demon binding talisman. Why would there be something like this here? The keycard slid on the slot and the door opened to a large room that was in the colors of red.

The lights inside glowed softly creating an ambience in the room. Pillows were strewn on a large padded bed that sat on the floor. The bed could hold about a dozen bodies comfortably. Silk sheets adorned the rounded mattress and next to it was an elongated table filled with lotions, oils, lubricants and alcoholic beverages. Kagome gulped down as she saw the lubricant, wondering what it could be used for.

The women giggled as they went to the mini bar and made up some drinks. Rumiko handed one to Kagome and it looked like an orange juice and vodka mix. Kagome accepted the drink to ensure that her colleagues would not have a reason to complain about her. They clinked glasses and drank in a large gulp.

Rumiko nudged Kagome, “Go on and drink it up. We want to get on with the fun.”

Kagome gulped it down and it was stronger than she expected it to be. There was a funny after taste that made her feel very fuzzy. Yume clapped her hands together and went to a console at by the door. She pressed the button and it beeped.

“How may I help you?” the console asked.

“We want to have the usual, but add one more to the order,” Yume ordered out.

“Very good. We will add the extra order to your tab,” the voice beeped out.

Yume plopped down next to Kagome and rubbed shoulders with her. “So, have you ever been with a man Kagome?” Yume asked.

Kagome’s face turned red with embarrassment, “I um… Well…”

“Oh my God! You have never been with a man!? You have got to be kidding me?” Yume barked out in disbelief. She continued, “I mean how is that possible? You’re how old? 22? 23?”

Kagome cleared her throat, “I am 22 Yume. I just haven’t found the right guy. It’s nothing special.”

Yume took Kagome’s hand and gave her a sympathetic look, “You poor woman. Don’t worry; we will take care of everything for you. By the way, how are you feeling?”

Kagome did feel light headed and the room seemed to have a life of its own, like waves in an ocean. “I don’t know. I feel funny,” Kagome replied.

Ama, Yume and Rumiko all smiled at Kagome with a glint in their eyes. “We feel it too. It is a special drug that creates more sensitivity within your body. We will need it for the ride we’re going to have tonight,” Ama told Kagome.

Kagome dropped her glass and the ice spilled out. They drugged her? But why? Kagome stood up and had to grab the edge of the table to steady herself. Before she could say anything there was a knock at their door. There was a brief pause and it opened silently. Three men filtered in with an escort.

“Your order, ladies. Please enjoy yourselves and have a good night,” the escort left the three men inside the room.

They were all very good looking with sculpted bodies and they were tall. They all had black hair and the same silver blue eyes. Their hair lengths were the only things that could be used to tell them apart. Yume, Rumiko and Ama surrounded them trying to seek the pleasures they paid for.

The men obediently undressed for the women who could not wait to have them. Kagome put her hand to her head as a wave of dizziness hit her, the drug taking its full effect. Ama pulled Kagome in their group and helped her take off her suit jacket. This wasn’t right.

“Relax Kagome. These guys are professionals and very fun to play with,” Ama told Kagome, trying to give her some comfort.

Kagome pushed Ama away with a weak hand, “No, this isn’t…” Kagome trailed off, not knowing what she was trying to say to Ama.

“I think you may need some help with getting undressed,” Rumiko laughed obnoxiously. “Renko, go help our friend please,” Rumiko commanded.

Renko did as his master told him and came to Kagome. He towered over her in his perfection and did not say a word. His skilled hands began to unbutton her blouse until her bra was exposed. Renko kneeled down and unzipped Kagome’s skirt to where it pooled down at the floor. Kagome’s breathing became heavy as the drugs made her acutely aware of the desire building inside of her.

Her cheeks became heated and it felt suddenly hot inside the room. Kagome looked over at the noises of pleasure on the bed. Rumiko, Ama and Yume were already in the midst of playing with the other two men. They were all naked on the silken sheets, being at the peak of their sexual prowess. Kagome felt her blouse fall off and something snapped inside her. She finally figured out why this place didn’t feel right.

The man in front of her wasn’t human. His true form was concealed by the demonic powers that hid them from the human world. His hair was that of fire, cascading like fall leaves down his back. He had the pointed ears of a demon and the fox tail she had come to know in the fire-fox demon tribe. Kagome grabbed his hand to stop him from continuing.

He looked up at her and she saw the kanji written on his forehead, which was the same that was on the door. He was being controlled and his powers detained. “I-I know what you are demon,” Kagome said in a heated whisper. She did not want to get the attention of those in the room.

The fox demon bowed his head in understanding, yet he did not speak. Kagome knew that the talisman spell stopped him from being able to utter a word. This allowed for optimum secrecy within, wherever she was. He took her clothes off the floor and shoved them into her hands. He made a motion for the door for her to leave this place. Renko went back to the bed to involve himself with the women to keep them occupied while Kagome made her escape.

The demon knew something, but he had no way of communicating that with her. Kagome got her blouse on and hurried to the door, making sure to grab the skirt and suit jacket from the floor of dispersed clothing. She opened the door carefully and snuck out, knowing that she would not be missed.

Kagome bumped into the wall, trying to keep her vision focused from the drugs she consumed. She was able to get her skirt on as she made her way down the hallways. Kagome’s high heels were dangling in her hands as she rounded a corner and then another one. She was lost…

When Kagome went further into the catacombs she soon saw the complexity of this place. It must have stretched for miles under the city in its vastness. This was a secret organization that only elites with money could afford. But why would they hide demons? Why would they use them in such a manner?

A man grabbed her shoulder and said, “Mam’, what are you doing here?”

Kagome’s mind reeled as she pulled from the man. Her hand went into her pocket to try and be aloof about this unexpected turn. She fingered a card in her pocket and pulled it out. It was Yume’s membership badge with the chip in it. She must have grabbed the wrong jacket while making her hasty get-away. Kagome flashed the card to the man and he gave her a smirk.

“You must be here for the auction. It doesn’t start for a few more minutes. This way mam’,” the man said as he led Kagome deeper. She followed. Kagome knew she had to know more about this place now that she was already in so deep.

            She was led to a single room where there was a cushioned seat just for her. Beside the seat was a table where a big red button was there. The man surprised her and said, “Is this your first auction?”

Kagome nodded, “Yes it is.”

“Just take a seat and look ahead. The bidding will start and just press the button when you want to make a bid. Welcome aboard mam’, and if you need further assistance then please do not hesitate to ask,” he left her to the room and excused himself to help other clients.

            Kagome hesitantly sat in the chair and looked ahead, wondering what was in the dark room before her. It was foreboding. Soft lights in the dark room flickered on to showcase what was being sold. Kagome saw the backside of what appeared to be a demon. The demon had long silver white hair that cascaded close to the floor. It glittered with the radiance of pure white snow in the everglades. His arms were bound up by chains and the talismans to ensure he would not escape.

            She was instantly mesmerized. She felt a need between her legs as her breath heightened into a near moan. Kagome bashed herself for this and knew it had to be those damn drugs again. She hoped they would wear off soon because she didn’t know how much more of this uncomfortable feeling she could take. A speaker came on and startled Kagome.

“Attention ladies and gentlemen, the auction will begin soon. Standing before you is tonight’s specimen. He is a rare breed of dog demon and his hair is smoother than any silk that can be found in this realm. The winning bid will have the full length of his hair to add to your collections at home. We will start the bid at 1 million dollars,” the speaker muted out to allow the bidding to begin.

            Kagome was perplexed about how some members of this ‘secret society’ knew about demons and other members did not. Maybe Yume had a different level of authorization than Rumiko or Ama did not have, and secrecy was the key to this whole operation. When the demon turned around it was to reveal the face of someone from her past. It was Sesshomaru.